Not that kind of gas. I'm talking about the ethelyene gas that fruits give off... it causes them to ripen/spoil... they have these green bags that absorb that gas so the ruit lasts longer. I think I'm gonna order some.

Not that kind of gas. I'm talking about the ethelyene gas that fruits give off... it causes them to ripen/spoil... they have these green bags that absorb that gas so the ruit lasts longer. I think I'm gonna order some.

Whilst I was away at the gym and half an hour before I was due to come home, bloke heard the garage door open. He wondered why I was home so early, and went out to the garage to greet me.

Lo and behold, the cat was in the car, operating the garage remote with a guilty look on his face.

He is getting naughtier with age. Yesterday (having forgotten his near miss last year), he tried to race through the garage as the door was closing. I have to constantly wait for the door to close with remote in hand in case he tries it again.

Location: The Olympic Peninsula on the OTHER Washington! (the big green clean one on the west coast!)

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Originally Posted by SneakySnake

naughty cat!

Whilst I was away at the gym and half an hour before I was due to come home, bloke heard the garage door open. He wondered why I was home so early, and went out to the garage to greet me.

Lo and behold, the cat was in the car, operating the garage remote with a guilty look on his face.

He is getting naughtier with age. Yesterday (having forgotten his near miss last year), he tried to race through the garage as the door was closing. I have to constantly wait for the door to close with remote in hand in case he tries it again.

@SS - hide the car keys! Now! Before you get that call from the police at 2 am to go down to the station & bail Mr. M out for driving under the influence of catnip!

Lucky we don't have car keys. He could press the start button and go, but only if he had the little thingy in his bag, which he doesn't. Bloke hides his, and Mr M is too stoopid to get mine out of my bag. Phfeww!

After loading up my plate for Thanksgiving seconds yesterday—a move I immediately regretted—I carried the goodies to the living room for consumption, where I was immediately assaulted by the television set which my wife had left on. Dr. Phil was on the air. I immediately began a search for the TV remote to remove myself from his sphere of influence, but by the time I found it my I.Q. had noticeably dropped several points. I could actually feel brain cells committing suicide rather than face another moment processing that garbage. Now I know how the HAL-9000 felt when Bowman began disconnecting its higher functions. "Daisy, Daisy/Give me your answer true/I'm half crazy/All for the love...of..."

Great movie, although it really took a while for me to come close to understanding it. Hal, of course, was my favorite.

When installing the Windows operating system, the user is prompted to provide a name for the computer. I wonder how many people have named their computers 'Hal'? Since Win 3.5, mine have always been 'Hal.'

When installing the Windows operating system, the user is prompted to provide a name for the computer. I wonder how many people have named their computers 'Hal'? Since Win 3.5, mine have always been 'Hal.'

Hmm... with home automation coming, and it being tied to a house computer, I can see you in a few year's time: